Random thoughts
escape my brain
begging to be put
onto paper.
Jumbled words
to soothe my
tortured soul.
Dark feelings comeback
to haunt me again.
I thought they were
dead and gone,
I was wrong.
Stare at my reflection,
showing me how
time has moved on.
Was I destined to be
something more than
a broken shell?
Did I choose the right path?
Or, was it the left?
Confusion sets in,
I am better now.